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If Wisdom by Glasses your Wear enhance Which strung by your Advise approves me then Or Journals, kept for your long-term Romance Spread to Chaser Friends your Messages send Which I, nulled even for my Senses hear To allow this Picture for my Desert's Gleam Such Gleam called Delusions: And out of Fear Rid my Words chaste to what it must have been Yet for that Sentimental Phase called Friend A Meaning which still my Reasons inquire Which Standards apply; Or Materials spend Rake our Attitudes to your Desire. Now frilly these Rants. This Cake deserves your Taste A Kind and Fast plomb let not go to Waste.
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 1:46 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE BIRTHDAY: SEAN MCNICHOLAS
If Wisdom by Glasses your Wear enhance Which strung by your Advise approves me then Or Journals, kept for your long-term Romance Spread to Chaser Friends your Messages send Which I, nulled even for my Senses hear To allow this Picture for my Desert's Gleam Such Gleam called Delusions: And out of Fear Rid my Words chaste to what it must have been Yet for that Sentimental Phase called Friend A Meaning which still my Reasons inquire Which Standards apply; Or Materials spend Rake our Attitudes to your Desire. Now frilly these Rants. This Cake deserves your Taste A Kind and Fast plomb let not go to Waste.
[HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SIR SEAN!]
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 1:46 AM UTC
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